p>Pan Guming’s sobbing voice was filled with despair and sorrow.
He was in so much pain that his shrill voice could move people.

Chi Jiao lowered her eyes and stared at him.
“What happened?”

Pan Guming had been trying his best not to cry, until he heard Chi Jiao’s question.

His remnant consciousness was only left with hatred and endless sorrow.
He broke down, sitting on the ground and wailing.
“My daughter, my Xiaomeng! They ruined my only hope.
She Qi never planned to resurrect my daughter.
I value my daughter so much, but he let her lie there alone to rot and get infested with maggots!!”

Pan Guming’s eyes were filled with despair.
He seemed to have gone crazy as two streams of bloodied tears flowed from his eyes.
“I hate him, but I have no other recourse! Chi Jiao, I beg you to help me.
I’ll tell you everything I know!”

Chi Jiao looked at him with mixed feelings.

Pan Guming was indeed a pitiful person.
However, as the saying went, some people were pathetic for a reason.
What Pan Guming did could not be forgiven.

“Tell me.
The more you say and the more we understand She Qi, the more we can help you take revenge.
Tell me first, why is She Qi collecting so much energy?” Quan Jue asked.

“He wants to resurrect a woman.
I don’t know what that woman’s name is, but I know that she has been dead for a long time.
Moreover, She Qi values her very much and has preserved her body very well.
That woman is very beautiful.
She’s wearing ancient clothes and has a butterfly hairpin on her head…” Pan Guming tried his best to remember.

Chi Jiao and Quan Jue’s gazes flickered when they heard this.

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